Marcy S., age 20, Tennessee

Up late. Dusted and did various and sundry little things. Beautiful but cool. Mary was to call when she got home from work but she hadn’t called by 5 so I left for town. There was a very cool breeze and I nearly froze, being dressed for summer. Met Kay, Barbara and Betty Bowman on the way and I persuaded Kay to walk back to town with me. First we walked up to Marsh’s with B. and B. and kidded and had fun. Then Kay and I went back to town. She doesn’t want to go to Stephens now and gets more scared by the day. Poor kid — I wish I were going back to help her get adjusted. Ann isn’t returning so Kay won’t know anyone. She walked back up to Marsh’s with me. It was getting cloudy and was too cool for comfort. I stopped by Walkers’ to say ’bye. Mrs. W. and Annie were sitting on the steps. Annie looked so cute in a red jacket and little peasant skirt. I visited with Mrs. W. and Annie picked handsful of of green berries and deposited them in my hands. Her mother went in once to answer the ’phone and Annie and I had fun. Mrs. W. paid me $7 for staying with her last week! And I hadn’t expected more than $4. Home in time to help Mum with supper. Mary had ’phoned and wanted me down tonight. After supper I went over to borrow some chairs from Mrs. Waterhouse ’cause Mum was entertaining the Legion Aux. at 8. Arthur Burton was there borrowing, too, and we made quite a joke of it. George was cutting the grass next door and I hailed him in my most cheery voice. There was a gorgeous sunset. The sky was just streaked with pink and bright peach. About 7:30 Pop drove me down to Mary’s and he went on to his Legion meeting. Mary and Horace were still at supper so I looked at a magazine. Horace greeted me most affectionately by kissing my hand and patting my face. Then Mary and I retired to the bedroom and spent the next hour and a half fitting and pinning and reading jokes. Horace was listening to Dewey’s speech. He has a nice speaking voice. About 9:30 I called to see if Pop could come after me — the Greers’ car is out of order — but the young man was not home as yet — probably because the house was still full of women. So I was going to walk down to the library and wait in the car. Said ’night to Horace and Mary walked down with me. She gave me William’s address. Very cool out. No car at library and meeting apparently over. Well, I was going to walk home — in fact, I was determined to. But Mary was equally determined that I was coming back to the apartment with her to get Horace and they’d walk me home. Well, she is stronger than feeble little me and it looked at first as if she’d win out. But I resisted valiantly and we argued and “reasoned” and struggled till after 10 when she finally let me go, making me promise to call her the minute I got home. Well, Pop picked me up by Walkers’ but I was doing fine, thank you. On home to find Mum relaxing after the trials of an evening acting as hostess to the ladies of the Legion. I called and gave Horace the message, swiped a piece of gingerbread and retired to bed.