Worked well at everything, especially at Harmony. Wrote a letter to Auntie Rosie, telling her how disappointed I was we didn’t go to Dublin. She wrote saying that she had everything ready for us, and was really disappointed we didn’t come. Miss O’Brien and Nannie were for dinner. I was thinking of poor Fr. Engelmann. Did stamps, then cycled to Sophie. There is always a mixture of all creeds at Stockleys, which makes it both interesting, and sometimes, especially for Mám, unpleasant. To-day there was Mr. and Mrs. Brady, Miss Mary MacSwiney, my old teacher and now, of course, one of the leaders of the Republic, and Mr. Clayton, an Englishman! Said good-bye to the great Sophie after a fine feed of red-currants. Páidín, who lives next door, gave me three fine stamps. Read about Cuba amid which was the old Spanish Main, the haunt of pirates, in ‘Lands and Peoples’. Mám was surprised and delighted how fast I am growing. Indeed, it is about time for me.
