Been resting quietly for a week.
The first few nights after the first of the year
my owner read me regularly, but he has forgotten me,
I guess.
Clean-up. I was dusted with other things and put back in my place.
Owner used me for a short time after dinner,
looking up a few references.
Went to Sunday School.
Clean-up. I am dusted and in my old place again.
I have been down in the lower hall since my trip to Sunday School.
Busy day. Owner led league meeting and had to look up references.
He had an awful time finding one,
though it was right there in its place all the time.
In Grandma’s lap all afternoon. She is here on a visit.
She let a teardrop fall on Colossians 2:5-7.
In Grandma’s lap again this afternoon.
She spent most of her time on 1 Corinthians 13 and
the last four verses of the 15th chapter.
In grandma’s lap every afternoon now. It’s a comfortable spot.
Sometimes she reads me and sometimes she talks to me.
Grandma gone. Back in the old place. She kissed me good-bye.
Had a couple of four leafed clovers stuck in me today.
Packed in a trunk with clothes and other things.
Off on vacation, I guess.
Still in the trunk.
Still in the trunk, though nearly everything else has been taken out.
Home again and in my old place.
It was quite a journey, but I don’t see why I went.
Rather stuffy and hot,
I have two magazines, a novel, and an old hat on top of me.
Wish they would take them off.
Dusted and set right again.
Used by Mary a few moments today.
She was writing a letter to a friend whose brother had died,
and wanted an appropriate verse.
Clean-up again.