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136 Saturday, 12 December Two events of importance today were the buying of the gray cat fur for Dorothy's Christmas coat, and the visit to the Miles' to see Frieda and the new baby. Frieda is fine, and the baby is really a mighty attractive little mite, in spite of her mother's passion for another boy. Sunday, 13 December This mornignwe had a most successful breakfast party. We had the Severghauses, the Hunters, C. W. Young, Miss Reynolds, and Louise. We let the crowd sit around the living room and we served fruit, sausages, pancakes of my own mixing, and coffee informally. Talk on various subjects we onthe whole while and when the crowd finally went I think that both they and we had had a very good and pleasant time. In the afternoon we went out to Liu Li CH'ang. After supper we went over to Tom and Violet's to help them christen the new chocolate set that Tom had bought and been unable to keep for Christmas. Monday, 14 December Mears had supper with us and we all went to the second meeting of the Scribblers' Club. It was a mess. Most of the materila turned in was mediocre, Dorothy's four poems on the Plum being the best by far, and the reading was very bad and criticism pointless and worthless. I hope something can be done before the next meeting to give some content to the performance, and to get some value in the criticism. Tuesday, 15 December Blessed with a heavy cough Dorothy has taken to her bed, there to remain the rest of the week, or as long as necessary. The most interesting event of the week to me was a visit to Moore-Bennett to get some books he wanted to sell to the library. He is a big old Englishman, with careless gray hair, pocked nose, and pipe holding mouth of stained and irregular teeth. His eyes are blue and the best part of his face. We talked of books, and history. He has been twenty-three years