But only
my physicle condition is such. I am happy beyond words. This morning,
while mother and Sis were out I called up the theater and inquired the
price of a box. The man asked me to hold the line, and then came back
and said it would be ten dollars. I told him to reserve it for Miss
Putnam--my middle name.
I am both terrafied and happy, dear Dairy, as I lie here in bed with a
hot water bottle at my feet. I have helped the Play by buying a box,
and tonight I shall sit in it alone, and he will percieve me there, and
consider that I must be at least twenty, or I would not be there at
the theater alone. Hannah has just come in and offered to lend me three
dollars. I refused hautily, but at last rang for her and took two. I
might as well have a taxi tonight.
1 A. M. THE FAMILEY WAS THERE. I might have known it. Never do I have
any luck. I am a broken thing, crushed to earth. But "Truth crushed to
earth will rise again."--Whittier?
I had my dinner in bed, on account of my cold, and was let severly alone
by the Familey. At seven I rose and with palpatating fingers dressed
myself in my best evening Frock, which is a pale yellow. I put my hair
up, and was just finished, when mother nocked. It was terrable.
I had to duck back into bed and crush everything. But she only looked in
and said to try and behave for the next three hours, and went away.
At a quarter to eight I left the house in a clandestine manner by means
of the cellar and the area steps, and on the pavment drew a long breath.
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