March 3, 1911 - March 26, 1911
Commercial notebook with lined paper
6 3/4 x 8 3/8 inches
he is hardened against all sense of propriety (He works at Andrews I believe I said once before). He had invited Bill and King to dinner Sunday on the way down to school and now he said that he wasn’t going to have the Kabal anymore this year. I asked him if had been fired at Andrew’s. When I turned up Vine he invited Joe and me. I asked him if it was sure and said the reason I wanted to know was that I had fasted all last week in vain, and didn’t want to repeat the performance this week. He advised me to fast again
In the evening, after I had studied my lessons, I went for a short walk. It was a fine evening; the stars were shining and the air fresh and cool’ only a suspicion of breeze was stirring.[i]
Tuesday March 21, 1911
About four o'clock this morning I woke up. Bright moonlight was streaming in the windows; I got up and looked out; it was a wierdscene of ghostly moonlight, dark sky and shadowy earth. I went to sleep again but a little later I was awakened the songs of early robins, it was still moonlight but just a suspicion of daylight was coming, and as it grew lighter and lighter mote robins began to sing until, as the sun came up, the air was filled with their wonderful song, that came from every direction, far and near. Ah the time I was dressing the