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Tall [[underlined]] Doremus [[/underlined]] marching in front playing [[underlined]] Drum-Major [[/underlined]] with a brass rod he had picked up somewhere. With his long frock-coat and pointed [[image of triangle over a rectangle]] clown hat he looked very funny. We had beer - frankfurters hot tamales, pipes, tobacco cigars, chicken salad, cheese coffee etc. [[underlined]] A very enjoyable evening for everybody .[[/underlined]] Took 12:30 P.M train home with Evans & Rebman.
Feb.28 Spent day resting and reading.
[[marginal image circle with two dots inside]] took walk in afternoon went [[vertical red line in left margin]]to visit our old neighborhood on Hawthorne Ave. Nothing has changed there except the impression it makes on me. All the houses which looked so important to
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me looked trivial and shabby now. Same thing happens often whenever our points of view or own surroundings change whenever we are no longer influenced too much by our own surroundings.
That disgraceful dirty sordid looking Waring-hat-mill looks the same repulsive look. I would prefer to be poor than to get money running such an establishment. Sordid! Ugly! depressing for the owner as much as for the people who work [[strikethrough]] in it [[/strikethrough]] for him.
At 6:20. [[underlined]] Kuhneman arrived per train - we took trolley car home. Jon is seeing him back. Had a
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