
This looks like a diary with a month between entries. I have certainly had a time for the last week. Learned to play tennis last Monday. Ina, Irene, Blanche and I played on DeMoulin's court. In the evening we went to hear "The Sign of the Cross." It was a beautiful play and well acted but I have no taste for crying in public and that's what it made me do. I wasn't the only one though. I can hear that little boy screaming yet. It didn't end a bit nice. I wanted Mercia and Marcus to get married and instead they were both burned.
Well, Tuesday and Wednesday were spent preparing for Thurs. Mr. and Mrs. Armet came Thursday morning. They stayed at the Smith's as usual. We had a lecture at 2:30. After that came supper. Clara DeMoulin (in place of Mary G.), Evelyn G., Helen K., Pearl J., Isabel B., Ruth, Helen B. and I served. Harold K. was on hand too, to do what the rest of us didn't have time for. I never saw such eaters as those people were. We started serving about 4:45 and didn't get to eat till about 5:45. We made up for lost time then. Mr. Greene brought us whatever we wanted. We got 2 big plates (Helen, Clara, Evelyn and I were eating together) full (and piled up) of cake and ate it all. That was on top of a stack of sandwiches. Mildred and Viola Gaffner had eaten with the crowd and they came up there with us. My! What a lot of pickles they put away -- and after every one they'd say they couldn't hold another one. Mildred told me she was sick Friday and I don't wonder. After we finished eating Mr. G. gave us some money for chewing gum. We chewed it all during the 7:30 sermon.
Friday morning Mama and four others went up to clean things up. I thought we never would get through washing dishes. Then we had to wash the seats and scrub the floor. I forgot to say that when we got out Thurs. night it was raining cats and dogs and puppy dog tails. Aunt Lella and Paul had to go to our house after her coat and I went with them. I put on my raincoat and rubbers and cap, grabbed Mama's rubbers and 3 umbrellas and Aunt Lella's coat with an old rubber coat of mine for her and got into the buggy again. They took me as far as the pavement and I went alone the rest of the way. The rain went right through my umbrella but it was fun. When I got there I saw a big row of hats on one seat. A lot of women had left their hats and pinned papers over their heads. We waited about half an hour and then went home. A lot of folks waited longer than we did.
Friday afternoon I didn't do anything. Mr. Armet went to Highland to see George Raymond. He is getting lots better. His back hurts him but the doctor says it's not the bullet, it's just from being on his back so long. They haven't given him any solid food yet. He has been converted since he was there. Mr. Armet said the last time he was at Raymonds' George stayed out in the field but he was very glad to see him this time.
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