--I am fond of green peas, baseball and diamond rings. --I like violently to spoil a little charlotte-russe with a fork: it gives me the same feeling of lawless sweet-fiery lust which must belong to a Moslem soldier when deflowering a Christian virgin: and harms nobody. --Sometimes when I’m dressing in the morning I glance down through my window and see two elderly Butte business men, one a lawyer and one a banker, going by on the way to their offices. And I wonder at how frightfully respectable they look in their tailored clothes and reproachless gloves and perfectly celestial-looking hats. I murmur: ‘Robin and Richard were two pretty men who lay in bed till the clock struck ten.’ --I keep on my desk a little doll with fluffy skirts, blue eyes, pouting lips and curly hair and named Little Jane Lee after an adorable child I have seen in moving pictures. --I am five feet six inches tall in my highish heels: --I wear number six gloves: the calf of my leg is a shapely thing. --The six extant Americans I most admire are Thomas A. Edison, Harriet Monroe, Gertrude Atherton, Theodore Roosevelt, the remaining Wright Brother, and Amy Lowell. --I think I’d learn to be a cook, a professional cook, if I were less easily fatigued. --I love the sound of the clinking of two clean new white clay pipes, one upon the other. --I crack nuts with my teeth. Voilà! But not quite voilà-tout. _A damned spider_ To-morrow To-day was one of the To-morrows of encompassing dissatisfaction when this seems all a nasty world and a nasty life. A Spider drowned in my bath-tub this morning.