10 - We had no school this A.M. A man took all morning demonstrating the "Dictograph", which is some classy machine. However, its net cost, as Miss Sherman would say, is $100. No, Allyce dear, I have not omitted a decimal point. It is 100 good, healthy, lively, coy young iron men - plunks, in short.
Met Mae on my way from school and walked back with her. After supper, Chesty (short for Chesterfield, not slang for arrogant) being out, Mae and I swiped his most prized and priceless possession, to whit. his diary. Moreover, we read it. Dan has it bad on the Mae question, but, then, so have I. She is an utter peach, and shamelessly and brazenly pretty. If I had a chance of such looks, I wouldn't hog them all to myself. Her nature is likewise very very sweet. In short, she is class!
We couldn't keep the choice volume long as we were shaking in our little boots (picture of boot).
Notwithstanding, I saw some rather, well - strong remarks about myself. Chesty can knock when he goes to do it, not being hampered by the trifles generally known as good breeding, gallantry, courtesy, etc. Mem: when he's mad, he always refers to me in his diary as "Miss James", those times being the only periods when he exhibits any respect whatever for me.
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