Tuesday February 13, 1912
     Little has happened in the past two days.  Mr. McKee left last night for the New York Boast Show and discipline – well there isn’t much.  Everyone however generally tends strictly to business.
     As I said Saturday night, I shouldn’t have even thought of getting a job in the Cost Department the disappointment being all the greater.  I didn’t get any. a job.  Mr. Bustard said only one was leaving and it was already filled which I found to be the case this evening from Pete Coy, the one who is leaving.  For a short time after I had been turned down, a dead weight seemed to bend my shoulders – the weight of shattered day dreams.  Such a thing would not last however and so I cast off all thought of it aside and became cheerful again.  And too, there may still be an opening.  “Pete” Coy said if Bustard could get rid of “Pete” Steiner diplomatically (Pete is the superintendant’s brother-in-law) he would do it, for Pete knows next to nothing I guess.
     This morning was a wonderful morning.  How