ABSTRACT
January i A rather sad, dull New Year s Day as Dolly is down in bed with a bad cold I got her breakfast and mine, making use of a ham which arrived this morning with "Happy New Year from Bisland" our butcher
January 2 In the afternoon I walked out 23rd St., my object being the Cigar Stores Co. in the Flatiron Building, but I met Lawson at Fifth Ave nue and here I switched to frivolity... couple of drinks at the old Continental Hotel, went to his studio on 14th St. (21 East). He has a tiny dirty low-ceilinged room and here his work is done. He showed me a couple of paintings which he is at work o n . . . intends to have them ready for the P.A.F.A. [Pennsylvania Academy] jury. W e started up town and stopped in the Continental again-more drinks. It was now evening, we went into Carlos' on 24th St. where we m e t . . . Mur ray the bar tender, a good sort says Lawson, and I don't doubt it. By this time, I had so lost my ordinary senses that I failed to realize how lonely Dolly must be, whom I had left in bed ill with a cold.-So off to Mouquin's we toddled. Sat down with Fitzgerald, Gregg and }. Knox. Fitz and Knox soon left, Gregg stayed a while longer. But Lawson and I sat and drank and quarreled and "made up" and talked too loud-were reproved for it, behaved more quietly. Then, at about two o'clock we went to the Chinese Restaurant, sat for an hour and then, leaving him at Sixth Avenue and 23rd St., I came home where I found my dear nearly distraught with worry. She had phoned Henri at about one A . M . He, kind old friend, had come down, phoned police station and done all he could to reassure her and had gone home at three A . M . I came in about 3:30 A . M . by this time sobered up, and heartily ashamed of myself.
