Thursday, January 17, 1929

Now we have to start Algebra. Exhibit! That stuff bores me. Morton presented a draft of his play. I liked it better than Lura’s. He presented another idea for a plot that I liked the sound of even better. The Chauffeur didn’t come today so I drove Pop down to the office and then took June down to the Pier to see Jane MacGee in. The boat was supposed to arrive at one. It didn’t come in until about twenty to three. I found lots of interest in the wait however. The people, workings of the dock, etc. Jane’s cheeks were awfully rosy and Mrs. MacGee looked much better and so very well. The orchestra was playing as the boat came in but I couldn’t see their faces but the music sounded keen. We came home at three thirty and then I had to drag June away. I went to Mrs. Stagg’s and she fixed me up about my honors. At five I went down after pop and took Ann to the club. Then we came home and took Eleanor for a half an hour ride. At ten to seven I went after Pop at the club. I’ve got a miserable cold. I got it last night. I could just feel it coming on.