I therfore asked for his
Handkercheif again, but he did not listen. He only said:
"You are crying, and I warned you."
He then stooped over and put his hand under my Chin and
said:
"Good-bye, sweetheart."
_And kissed me_.
He went out at once, slaming the door, and passed Leila in
the lower Hall without speaking to her.
APRIL 30TH. I now intend to close this Log or Journal, and
write no more in it. I am not going back to school, but am to
get strong and well again, and to help mother at the Red Cross.
I wish to do this, as it makes me feel usefull and keeps me from
worrying.
After all, I could not realy care for any one who would not
rise to the Country's Call.
MAY 3RD. I have just had a letter from Carter. It is mostly
about blisters on his feet and so on, and is not exactly a love
letter. But he ends with this, which I shall quote, and so end
this Dairy:
"After all, Bab, perhaps we all needed this. I know I did.
"I want to ask you something. Do you remember the time you
wrote me that you were _blited_ and I sugested that we be blited
together.
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