rushed out the western sky, ever increasing in force; - sometimes I believe I almost worship the wind; I can stand for hours facing it and let it strike against me, tug at my coat and blow my hair back while I take big deep breaths of it, watching it sway great trees in its course, with delight. The sun was very warm and bright and shone all day from a perfectly clear sky, and went down in a clear sky, which he made a beautiful clear orange, very rich and deep.
     When I went in this morning to ask Miss Tate my English grade, she got to talking about the theses and asked me if I had chosen a subject.  I said no and I don’t know what to write about either.  Bill says he is going to do something spontaneous, but I’m not spontaneous; I’ve got to work all my compositions out. The only idea he has of a composition as yet is something “idea, while I have am limited to “political or social conditions.”
     We have got work at Mullins again and I thanked my stars.
     I had to get work somewhere, and go when Fred heard that Campbell wanted someone, I was forced to apply, but I relished not the idea of “toting” bundles of wall-paper around.  Luckily enough he had a boy, but threatened me with the remark that he thought that the boy he had was tired of the job and might quit