Julia ((Julia Lynch, a former housekeeper, who often wrote to Aloys from London, sending him stamps for his collection.)) was home from London on hols. so I took her to the pictures. The late Rudolph Valentino, of world-wide renown, was ‘starring’ in the first show. He is extremely handsome, but that is all. He makes the impression of playing the scornful-heroic-unmoved about nothing. But the comedy ‘Behind the Front’, ((Could not find a reference to this film; perhaps he meant ‘Beyond the Rocks’ of 1922.)) showing the light side of the man, was excellent. I laughed till I ached.
Not one of my friends or rather acquaintances (for I haven’t one real friend) are here. So I have nothing to do but work all the morning and after tea, while I take a walk into the country oftentimes with my book, scale a tree and there perched read. I have finished ‘The Everlasting Man’. It is not a book one can honestly enjoy; it is one which one reads because one knows it is good to read. And it is good; my belief in our religion has been considerably strengthened by Chesterton’s brilliant reasoning. His paradoxes and quaint sayings are extremely amusing: ‘Important enough to be ignored’, ‘Undoubtedly the Church has many times gone to the dogs. But in each case it was the dog that died.’ The chapter ‘The Witness of the Heretics’ is fine. I know I have gained in logic and in general knowledge by reading it. Have started Merejovsky‘s ‘The Forerunner’ about da Vinci. It promises to be great.
Went to “Lilac Time” a comedy of Schubert’s, a Romance with Schubert’s music, having been invited by Betty. It certainly does one good to hear things like that occasionally. It freshened me up and gave me new ideas. It is a charming play but still does not give as quite a good idea of the composer’s music as I expected.
