My nose is as sore as can be. The little pimple has become a boil. I got a long letter from Clara today. Its the first one I’ve gotten in ages. I went downtown with Mom about four. I went to the Victor place and got a new record. Mom introduced me to Mr. Smith the manager. The name of the piece is “Get Out” and “Yet Under the Moon”. From there I went to the doctors to see about my nose but there were so many in the waiting room that I decided not to wait. I went to Helen’s from there. First we danced, then had tea, then we played a little bridge and about six we went for a ride.
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