Have not been to church, my head has ached part of the day. Have written letters to Auntie, Mrs. Cline, and George--Oh how strange it still seems to think I am to be married in a few months! And how good God is to me!
The electric cars have been running all day on this avenue, every fifteen minutes. I walked on the piazza a long time this morning. Now must go to bed. We have decided to be married in the West.