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  6.30—Supper.

7.30—Miss Blossom, the nurse, insists on reading to me. It is not a good performance but it doesn’t matter. I know that Dick and Amy Darling are just starting for the theater.

8.30—Tepid sponge bath.

9—Massage.

9.30—Glass of peptonized water.

9.45—Temperature and pulse taken.

10—Lights out.

Never in all my twenty-five years of life have I passed a busier or more exhausting day.

Wednesday like Tuesday save for some new experiences in diet. There was a mild process-