I didn’t sleep so terribly late this morning, altho’ I could
have easy enough. I wrote to my family before lunch. George was down at the
boats all day so I didn’t see him until about six thirty. We talked all
evening.
This month has just dragged. It seems years ago that the
dining room closed. It has been a slow month for business. I kept wondering how
much more I will last up here. George is here ‘til. I kind of like to stay
‘till the 15th.
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