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the postman did bring me. Letters from mama, Hortense, Erma & the biggest surprises of all was one from Eva Baskett. I haven't heard from her for two years at least & she wrote me a very sweet letter insisting that I should visit her this Summer & in the meantime write to her.

Had a job reading all my literature surely enjoyed it. Wick swears I am a lady's man but his is nuts. Got in some good boning at night.

Thursday. I curled up Billy in good shape on Bails Notes &

cheques. Wrote to Eva. Had to buy another pennant to send to Erma Oberhen. Nearly broke my heart & pocket book. Judge in Moot Court, my opinion was in concurrence of the majority of the judges. After attended the Hot Feet

goating. It was held out in the open air in front of East Range. They first crowned the new king with a tin crown & put a scepter in his hand one which was a tin red foot. Then came the speeches of the goats, each of whom

were called ambassadors — one from Dawson's row, one from Charr's Hill etc. Every once in a while a very bum band would play [fierce] music — about the best was the Hot Feet song. Booze flowed & the speeches