27 - Got up rather late and landed at breakfast at about 9
5. Wore my plaid dress and, as Dan has never seen it before, he had lots of remarks to make on te subject, and more than got even for anything I've ever said about his ties. After breakfast, I colored some of my daffydils in this book, and wrote up part of yesterday and part of to-day, so
that much is done. Went home right after dinner and drew some Thanksgiving cards to send to Harriet, Milly, and Dan. Muz felt tired to-night, so she went home after supper. I feel just a little blue my self, but it will wear off, no doubt, before long.
I wish Dan would quit making would-be witty remarks at my expense. If course, I do the same to him sometimes, but goodness only knows
he resents it enough when I do. I got quite a writing-up in his diary last time, so feel no compunction about resenting his remarks. They may be funny, but my sense of humor, like that of most people, is not very keen where I am concerned. May Staehlr has gone away over Thanksgiving. I'm awfully sorry, as I like her very much. I'd like her even more if Dan hadn't told her a synopsis of my dairy, but of course that's not her fault.
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