Tonight is a rare time for Dart to get a long sleep, unfettered by the worry over homework. He plans to take full advantage of it.

I composed today’s prose workshop offering (sacrifice?) on the typewriter yesterday evening and re-typed it today. Best looking typing job I’ve done, but I can’t say much for the quality of material. I like it, but it must also be acceptable to Miss Talmage if it’s to be worth much in school. She still reads shallowly at times, missing the author’s point entirely, often missing the undertones that give meaning to a story or article. In spite of that, if I continue to get B+’s, I’ll be satisfied with her misreading and I’ll bask in my own egotistical glory that I’m even better than she thinks I am.

He thinks the number of wedding invitations Dot mentioned seems like a lot, but he didn’t mention how many that was. He worries that if they get 100% positive RSVP’s there won’t be room in the church for everyone. He also likes the idea of a family reception because he assumes they’d be able to make a smoother (and earlier) get away.

He was talking to his buddy Elmer today, who, with his bride-to-be is also planning a candlelight wedding in 99 days. Dart believes each bridegroom is as eager as the other to begin their married life.

I wonder a little about the names of some of Dart’s friends. Do you suppose Elmer and Homer were common names in the 1920’s when these young men were born? Do you think they thought Dart had a strange name? Actually, I think Dart sounds surprisingly modern, especially when compared with Elmer and Homer.

Dot told him that she had sent his brother a container of kippers. Dart says that he and his mother also mailed the same thing (smaller size) to Burke on the same day. He assures Dot that Burke won’t mind getting two of the same thing because he would “eat kippers until the can-opener wore out, and never stop to sleep.” Dot’s thoughtful gesture made him so proud to love her and prouder still that she loves him. After three years of witnessing her kindness, he’s still very impressed and grateful for it.

He tells her that tonight would be one of those nights when they’d kiss, say good night, and hold hands until they fell asleep.