The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-03-05
MfAa1yaa aD6bufantG<

Monday-Tm not going to pretend that I'm not sad today. I think I should be sad if all of the little glad fairies in the world were doing solo dance for my particular benefit. You see it's about Bunkie. He didn't come yesterday Somehow just got used to BunlSie; he ate so many cakes and had his tea so sweet. and yesterday all of the cakes most were left, and the sugar was all there. too, and there was just big hole in my heart. But there isn't any today, for I don't really care. It is just like missing a stray dog or st cat that hung around. You just miss it that's all-and you don't care, not real care. I mean-you just miss it.
 Why there were so many millions of things to do today that I didn't even remember that he wasn't there till to- night, when I started to write my diary, then it just popped into my mind that I hadn't seen Bunllie for ages.
 Everything is most ready for the ball tomorrow night and think we are to have the most wonderful time in the world. I have already decided the very ones that I am going to rush, and I can just picture their surprise if they knew it, and they won't even dream for will be masked. And I have joined a band, pledged to secrecy and all sorts of dark things, and-oh, but it won't do me bit of good. for I had intended to give my mask to Bunkie, and now who on earth! But I guess there will be plenty of others who would like mighty we'll to be favored. I didn't intend to let the secret out. but since did, I will just write all about it so when I get to be an old, old lady, and Bunkie is married to somebody else and lives in Kalamazoo, can re- member it all and be glad. You see there are bunch of us--half dozen, maybe. who have promised each other to really take advantage of Leap Year, in very subtle way, of course, so we are going to favor someone person Cthe one) with our masks at the close of the dance and it is up to them to find out what they mean. guess someone else will favor Bunkie.
 Tuesday-I have seen and made pink roses and black and white dresses so much that last night actually dreamed that the ball was over and that nobody asked me to dance a single dance I felt positively tragic when I woke up this morning, and 1t took me a full minute to remember that it was only dream and that the wonderful ball was still to come and now today there is nothing in the world to do but put the finishing touches othe decorations and my cos- tune.
 I guess it doesn't make much difference what you wear when there isn't anyone in particular to notice. But it makes me feel just wonderful to wear flossy clothes and make out I'm some body that I'm not. don't think will talk at all so nobody will ever know who I am.
 I haven't been invited anywhere in so long that I would never know how to act. I am sure, if I were The Mabens are giving 8 wonderful dinner tonight before the ball, but it's for grown-ups in honor of Mrs. Cathcart, Mrs. Caldwell s lovely visitor. I don't 'spect that there will be a. single debbie there. except may be Jig Hassinger, who is becoming quite a celebrity since she was chosen to be a committed chairman for the ball. Then. of course, there arc Blanch Divine and Grace Murphy, who came back to be with Mrs Maben just for a day or two.
 But am sure I don't see how they can enjoy it. I am that excited, and I am half way forgetting that shall never, never sec Bunkie again. I guess he thinks it Is pleasant to break people s hearts, and don't see how in the world I ever thought he was nice. Good look ing men are always conceited, but some how I never noticed it in Bunlzie before.
 Now, Diary Book, I am going to leave you. I am going to the ball and have the most wonderful time of my life, for none shall ever have chance to say that I have a broken heart But then, one's heart may bleed and bleed and one may still be gay, and frozen tear drops in one's eyes only make them brighter win dows of the soul. I read that in book once but never, never before did ever grasp the beautiful philosophy of it till Fnow.
 Here's to the happy time.
 Wednesday-O. Bunhie isn't all that l called hinl--he isn't anything in the world