1-5. Nothing much doing. My Algebra is being hoisted up more or less (principally the latter). A fat boy sat on Dan's foot suddenly and violently and Dan is in consequence an I.I. (Interesting Invalid, Ignorant Imbecile, or Illiterate Ignoramus). Went to Donald's house to get "Two Little Savages" for Dan who wanted to write a theme based on some information contained therein. Of course, Donald is always absent at that time of the day but Mrs. P. wasn't there either so Dan did not get it till the evening. (Nov. 4) Donald brought it to him, as he (Dan) told me afterward. Harriet and I walk home with the Latin teacher, Miss Berry, almost every night lately and get lots of pointers on the daily life and habits of the teacher when that beast is in captivity. Miss Berry has all sorts of linguistic accomplishments as well as a pronounced sense of humor. As to the latter, my attempts at Latin would develop a sense of humor in the most seriously inclined. Had dinner at Harriet's Nov. 4. They were entertaining twelve little deaf and dumb children and I helped them. Harriet had out a toy theatre that she'd had when she was a youngster and we gave a play in it with some little pasteboard figures. Have had indigestion since Sunday night.
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