Febuary 26th, 1917
This is Monday night and Amy has gone to the practice house to be away for six long weeks. I don’t know how I’ll get along. I miss her so even when she goes home just for a week-end. I don’t know why I should miss her so- for she doesn’t seem ever to take much notice of me. She comes and goes as she pleases – and is lots more confidential with Esther and Katherine than with me. And lately – particularly since that incident a week ago Sabbath night, she has been almost open in her efforts to avoid me. And still I like her – just “awful” I can’t help it – even tho she doesn’t care particularly for me. I’ll stand up for her any where.
Esther has been with me this evening. We went to the Library together to study. She feels lost without Katherine’s room to run into when she gets lonesome.
If I was rich – I’d be in the Practice house now too – instead of staying here but perhaps it is better this way. I’ll appreciate Amy more when she comes back.