get who won - it doesn’t make any difference – it’s the fun that counts.  At eleven Bill went home and we went to bed.[i]
                                                                     Tuesday Nov 22 1910.                        
     This evening after school Bill invited King, Fred and me to come over and play cards.  But Bill came over to get me first for a particular reason - namely: we were considering going out to Richards and swiped a drink of cider and if we all got over there, he couldn’t get away with out his mother asking questions.  We tarried long enough at our house to give King time enough to get to Bill’s and start back again.
     Finally we started toward his house.  As expected we met King about half-way over.  Then arose a