Sat. June 6, 1914

Kazoo wins Track, Relay & Tennis

Sat. June 6, 1914

This morning Kazoo simply did wonders on the track and this P.M. when the Relay was won by dear old Kazoo, I was oh so happy. Art Walker took 4 gold medals, he won 1st in everything he entered. Oh I can’t write it all but just read the press notices in my memory book!! After a hard 5 set match Tommy lost the mens singles to Lancaster of Olivet though everyone said it was a better match than last year. That left it up to May and I to win the doubles or Kazoo would lose the pennant to Olivet for Olivet had men’s singles and it looked as though they would get the mens doubles. Well May and I had to play Hillsdale in the finals for by a piece of luck they won from Alma, and we beat them easy as anything  score 6-3, 6-2  I couldn’t even feel that I was playing tournament so we got the pennant for we had 13 points and Olivet had 10. When May & finished our doubles we had 20 min. to go to our rooms pack our suit cases and get most a mile to the station for May & Tommy had to get home to a “Century” Banquet for Tommy was Toastmaster   Well we rushed and I fear I wasn’t even civil to Ben Wheatley for I hurried off without even saying goodby. When we got to the car there was such a crowd waiting that push and squeeze as much as we could   a lot couldn’t get on. However when we got to B.C. there was room to sit down. I forgot to say that this morning Ralph felt terribly because I had gone with Ben last night   also he was so jealous that I awoke to the idea that I must make some radical change for diary I don’t love Ralph or I would think he is most perfect and want to be with him more than any one else and I would be able to return something of the feeling he has for me. Well when we got home from Albion and were resting (I lying in the hammock and he sitting in a rocking chair swinging me) I just couldn’t act natural for I felt it wasn’t right for us to go together any longer for I had given him his “chance” for another year and I could see that he felt much more intensely while I hadn’t changed. He made me tell him what was the matter and when I finally did oh it was hard, so hard. Well we talked and he plead[sic] with me till one o’clock and I was just exhausted. He has gone and will only come once more and that’s next Friday night for he says I promised him that he could come and help me write up my Chemistry notes. I tried to beg off but he said no, so he will come next Friday night.

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