ball captaincy business. As I expected, he is all for Smith and no amount of argument on my part could shake him. It seams that Day doesn’t doesn’t tell of his hatred for Hess - naturally not! When we told King his plan, he was seemingly disgusted but was determined to vote for Hess because he is in the Kabal and because he would have a better chance of getting on the team! But he dropped a chance remark that gave me some hope of defeating “Day’s Conspiracy”, for he said that Day had told him he was glad they couldn’t have the meeting last night because he was afraid of Smith’s chances.
     As we walked along the frozen country road, everything seemed so bright and cheerful; frost covered fields and meadows - broad expanses only broken by fences occasional farm-houses and dark grey woods that loomed on every side - stretched away on both sides of the yellow frozen road. Bluebirds, the gay songsters of early March, fluttered here from fences and bushes, beautiful bits of bright blue singing their delightful “Chor-chor-chory! Chor-chor-chory!” with full throats. A Peter-bird would call occasionally and songsparrows kept up an incessant melody, while at times crows would fly overhead, uttering their hoarse cry.