and all the supernatural elements of the Christian religion, how would a freight-car look to me. I had to admit, that it seemed as if the freight-car would be just as interesting.
                                                                            May 28, 1936-
     A bitter cold day- A.M. to Varysburg & Wethersfield- too cold to get much. P.M. Home & take “catechumens” to Elma. East to swamp which I explore, delighting in the cold that makes the mosquitos sluggish. A half-hour at the end of the road reading.
                                                                            May 29, 1936-
     A.M. Take Bertha to swamp, on way we stop to get a few plants- the woman voluble about her family troubles.
     P.M. After putting in plants, to Varysburg & Wethersfield. Spend the evening at the latter place, sketching, reading, & eating lunch.
                                                                June 10, 1936- Wednesday
     The season reading & speculation on the divinity of Christ full of agony and exasperation, alternating exaltation and despair as it was, culminated in a trip to Rev Neeb’s home in E. Aurora, where I told him as well as I could of my whole experience in the matter. Often he had explained to my satisfaction some ideas on various details, I expressed a willingness to do whatever was necessary to become a member of the church.
     Later, at night in bed, I writhed in agony over what I felt was a premature decision; I looked out at the soft gray violet night sky with its heat-hazed stars, and felt a veil had come in between it and me, and I neglected my revealing to another my innermost thoughts about God.
     Next morning (yesterday) a long talk with Bertha about the matter. Her sympathy & good sense were like a balance to me. One thing that this whole struggle has done