He pretends to be interested in every foolish little thing that I have done, but I don't suppose that he would care to read about all the new dresses I have bought. I never realized before that a girl could get so much pleasure out of buying pretty things, and I am afraid that he would scold me if he knew how many leaves I have used out of my checkbook. Not that they have been all for clothes, little diary. I did not realize how much I had given to war charities, and I was a little frightened this morning when I made up my balance. But I cannot help giving for the poor French and Belgian babies. It somehow seems as though I were giving the money to Don to spend for me." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - There follow many entries, in the course of which the name of Donald appears, and many more in which that of Philip, from which one might reasonably draw the conclusion that the latter was conscientiously performing his part as _ad interim_ guardian for Rose. There are also several mentions of impish, lovable Jimmy--he of the red hair, presumably--and of visits, on her afternoons off, to the cheap and somewhat squalid apartment where he lived with his thin, tired, but pitifully optimistic mother, and a stout, florid-faced father, who wore shabby, but very loud-checked, suits and was apparently a highly successful business man of big affairs, but frequently "temporarily out of funds." Indeed, it would seem as though there were times when the family--which included six other children from one to ten years old--would actually not have had enough to eat if Rose had not "loaned" the wherewithal to purchase it to the father of the household. Under date of May 15th, 1916, appears the following. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -