3 - H.H.C. called me up this evening and asked me to go to her house. I strongly suspicion she only wanted me to draw a certain map for her but she couldn't find the paper. Stayed till nine when Mrs. Cook asked me to mail her letters so I had to go, to get them off on time. Mrs. Cook always has letters for me to mail before the 9 o'clock collection, when I go to her house.
Went to Mae's after I'd been to Harriet's and stayed till 10 when her Dad came into the next room, so I skipped for home like the mos' shocking guilty wretch I am. The Nut is still mad. I don't expect him to apologize, as he expects me, but if he cares a hang for my friendship he'll make the first advances towards a reconciliation. It's only fair, as I apologized most humbly last time we were mad.
Was very sick when I reached home, some sarsaparilla given to me by Harriet having proved the proverbial "last straw."
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