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went back to the hotel to get a few winks sleep. Afterwards went back to University Club. [[underlined in red]] Fifth Avenue [[/underlined in red]] has now [[underlined in red]] become a man of promenades and celebrants. [[margin, vertical red pencil]] Armistice! [[/margin, vertical red pencil]] Traffic stopped below. [[/underlined in red]] so [[underlined in red]] improvised processions [[/underlined in red]] march merrily both sides in opposite direction. Banners of all nations., improvised panels with inscriptions. [[underlined in red]] Mock funerals of the Kaiser [[/underlined in red]] the latter being usually represented by a [[underlined in red]s] straw man [[/underlined in red]] or a coffin. Club room fills by and by but not crowded. [[underlined in red]] Chauncey DePew [[/underlined in red]] who looks strong and healthy notwithstanding his advanced years, came to sit next to me among some of his friends and [[underlined in red]] told stories as usually [[/underlined in red]] I have noted for several weeks an [[underlined in red]] undercurrent [[/underlined in red]]
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of [[underlined in red]] sneering cynicism [[/underlined in red]] [[strikethrough]] among [[/strikethrough]] about [[underlined in red]] Wilson, [[/underlined in red]] among some of [[underlined in red]] dyed - in - the wool Republicans [[/underlined in red]] of the Club. [[underlined in red]] It is a shame! Even today I hear now and then a [[strikethrough]] subdued [[/strikethrough]] remark venting their petty and unworthy criticisms. Politicians are the same in all countries and all times. [[/underlined in red]] Paraders and celebrations going on all thru evening. At 11. P.M went to bed. Took dinner with [[underlined in red]] Celine [[/underlined in red]] who came back from Yonkers at the funeral of [[underlined in red]] Jennie. [[/underlined in red]] She felt tired and went to bed about 8 P.M.
Nov 12. Was much astonished to find [[underlined in red]] Fifth Avenue quiet and [[/underlined in red]] reposeful as if nothing had happened. Confetti and papers which littered the street have all been cleaned away.