22. Went to the office and, at last, wrote my letters. Came home at noon and cleaned Chrissy all up, drew on some gilt-edged cards I bought this morning and then met Dan at his house. We took his racket and Donald's (Dan borrowed it the day before) and went to the Pope Park tennis courts. We only played, or rather tried to, for about 15 minutes when I saw Edwin Courles there. He is just the boy to sneer in the meanest way if you make a mistake so, as I was making a Dub of myself anyhow, I suggested to D. that we go. We went! We practiced hitting the barn with a tennis ball when we got home so we may do better next time. D. lost one of his balls and I'm going to sell him the one I got from Donald some time ago. (See Page 17). Stayed at Mahoney's all evening and D. hurt my nose with a book he was wildly waving. He keeps bringing Donald into the conversation. Wonder if he thinks I like it or if he does it cause he thinks I don't like it! He suggested a walk to Donald's house but I vetoed it.
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