January 28, 1913 - Tuesday

28 - Did not go to Morse's this A. M. but did, at one o'clock. Got along all right. Saw Dan, but not May, after supper. Tried to be very decorous, but Dan, with the perverseness, not to say mulishness which forms an important ingredient in the masculine character, insisted on trying to kiss me. I resisted with  all my strength and some strong remarks, which, however, I didn't dare make above a whisper owing to Mrs. M. This probably detracted from their force as they had no result. He managed to land two on my cheek before I broke away. I wish it were proper for those of the female "persuasion" to swear (i. e. to cuss)

Went to Harriet's after supper and she appeared glad to see me. Made fudge. "Chink" Redfield came to see Harriet. His voce sounds something like Don's, so I closed my eyes while he talked to H., and pretended it was Don. I can't do that with Dan, as his voice is much higher and much less nice sounding than Don's. Went home at 9.39 and, after reading some, tumbled into my bed.

P.S. Wish Don would take pattern by Dan. There'd be considerably less of a struggle. But, probably, even if he did (and the ones you want to, never do) he wouldn't think much of anything he could get so easily. Such is life!