Sat. June 28, 1913
Well this has been some exciting day believe me! This morning Mr. Wheatley and I chased down to the Interurban and trains trying to get track of Edna & James then we telephoned to Otsego and found that they weren’t coming out until P.M. or evening so we sang then played a couple of sets of tennis then Uncle Lute and Aunt Ella came in their machine from B.C. This P.M. Mr W. Frances Haskell and I went out to the Country Club to play my first tournament in the City tournament. I won 6-2, 6-1. So that brings me in the semi finals as I drew a “bye”. The folks came out in the machine to watch us a while. Then Bud Snook started to bring us home in his rodster[sic] but he ran out of gasoline on an upgrade and as a street car was coming along we piled out and took the car leaving him there in the lurch. Then I rushed and packed my suit case and we motored out to Gull Lake Junction with Uncle Lute and Aunt Ella it was a beautiful ride. Then we took a swim by starlight it was great. The cottage is fine.
Sun. June 29, 1913
This morning I got up and took a dip before breakfast. Oh it was great the beech[sic] is fine here its about 7 ft off the end of the peer[sic]. I think Idlewild is the nicest resort on the lake. After a late breakfast Mr. Wheatley and I took the row boat and went down “Lovers Lane” got some water lilies then went down to Allendale and tried to rent a canoe but failed to get one much to our sorrow, however we recovered from the shock with some orange ade
got home for dinner and were some hungry after our 3 or 4 mile row. This P.M. we took the launch over to Allendale for a while then came back and went swimming before supper after that we talked then Ben [i.e., Mr. Wheatley] and I went for a row and it was then that I got acquainted with him I had a fine frank talk with him and after relating all the peculiar incidents of our harmless “flirtation” we judged the whole thing exceedingly funny and decided that as a flirtation was tiresome and shallow and as I don’t approve of them anyway, that we would be frank comfortable plain friends and believe me it’s a relief. We say just what we please without fear of being misunderstood. We had a very frank serious talk and I certainly was surprised and pleased to find out how really deep and sensible he is. We had a beautiful row with the stars shinning[sic] and a nice cool breeze, Gull Lake certainly is a beautiful lake. I found out tonight that he cut out the “Alpha Ki” houseparty with a girl he knew in Albion to come out here with me because he wanted to find out what I really was like. We’re on such a different footing now that its fine. This evening was certainly different from last Sunday night. I wonder if I will enjoy reading my diaries when I get to be a sour old maid?