Nov. 10. I 've bought the cot and the mattress. I paid four dollars for them. There is a small stove hole in the chimney on one side of my room; when I get to earning, I 'm going to have a little stove here and do my own cooking. Thank fortune, I can cook as well as chop wood if I have to! So far I 've heated my things on Mrs. T.'s stove. She lives, that is, cooks, eats, sleeps, and washes in her back basement; the front one she rents to a barber. He makes his living from the students round here and the professors at the Seminary. She says the students cook most of their meals in their rooms on their gas stoves. I wish I had one. Nov. 13. A bad lot of a date! No work yet, and I 've tramped all day in the slush and snow. I dried my things down in Mrs. T.'s room. I did n't dare to spend any more in car fares, for I must have a stove. I know to a cent just what I 've spent since I came, but I 'm going to put it down so I can see the figures; it will make me more cautious about spending. The car fare is more than I meant it should be, but, to save it, I walked the first three days from Eighty-sixth Street and Fourth Avenue--a bakery that advertised for a woman to sell the early morning bread in the shop; three hours of work only, at twenty cents an hour--down as far as the Washington Market where they wanted a girl to sell flowers in a sidewalk booth, for two weeks before Christmas. I found then that the soles of my boots were beginning to wear and that it saves something to ride. Car fare . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . $ .75 Bread . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .25 Cheese . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .10 1 tin pail . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .15 6 eggs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .20 1 can baked beans . . . . . . . . . . . .17 2 pints soup . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .26 Oil . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .13 Tin lamp . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .50 Cot and mattress . . . . . . . . . . . . 4.00 Room rent, two weeks in advance . . . . 3.00 Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . $9.51 And I have ten dollars and ninety-three cents left. I can hold the fort another two weeks on this. Nov. 15. No work yet. I 'm going to keep a stiff upper lip and find work, or starve in doing it. This city _sha'n't_ beat _me_, not if I can use my two arms and hands and legs, two eyes, one tongue and a brain! No! Nov. 17. I scrubbed down the three flights of stairs for Mrs. T. to-day. She has the rheumatism in her wrists, and I was glad to do it for her to help pay for her loan of the pillows and for letting me heat my things on her stove. I must buy my own to-morrow. I feel ashamed to ask favors of her any longer, for I have put off the buying of it till I could get work.