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of his spare time and help me get the catalog of our library in shape. I have little time to do it my self and we do not need to have the books all available. For the last year and more none of the books have been catalogued and there are about a thousand volumes waiting attention. As I go further into this library work, and into other work supposed to be more or less technical I get more and more amused at the hocu-pocus with which the technician in any line is apt to surround his job, the esoteric atmosphere created around something perfectly simple and obvious. I would not think of minimizing the need for special training for specialised work, but that only the graduate of a library school can work in a library, that only the man highly trained in the technical problems of education can be a good educator, and so on, seems to be stretching the truth a little. The real fact is that with the special training a man can step into a position with greater ease adjust himself to it more quickly, but with the situation and the problem anyone with some ingenuity and ability to study and investigate can make a success and a real success of it. I am reminded of Professor Lodge, when I asked him about methods of Latin teaching; he told me that the important thing was personality and imagination, then knowledge of the subject; given those the method could follow, without them the method was useless. In the library I am rapidly getting into the knowledge of things and methods, and in the English department I am playing with scales and scores and working toward a modern and scientific course in English; and for both jobs my technical preparation is, to say the least, negligible. -Well, I talked with Mr. Ch'en for a while, and he promised to let me know if he could come.

On the way home we stopped and bought a little orange bowl for an ash tray, and also stopped at the picture framing place for the last picture needed to finish our dining room. It is a photograph of early morning worship in the Tung Yueh Miao on New Year's morning, with the sunlight streaming into the courtyard through the trees, the crowds, and the rising incense smoke.  We used the new hammer an hung it.

On our return we found a check from the