Thru the devilish din
     Came the two ronyons” I gasped, hardly able to talk for laughing.
     “This was no kind of night remarked King “there was no other noise to drown out your steps.”
     “What?” cried Bill, “what do you call that “referring to the barking.
     “I think we’d better just drop trying to get cider” remarked King.
     We all agreed and have kept our word ever since (being as this is just after the escapade.)[i]
                                                               Wednesday. Nov. 23 1910.
      This morning at a terrible calamity happened to me in the form of Zufall asking me (in the second period) if I would go down to the ball park in the evening after school and help