Slept out again but managed to get some work done in the morning. Páp is going to give me Sänger’s ‘Musical History’ in German to study for my exam. Betty O’Sullivan called to invite me to-morrow for tea and pictures. Already I am in a tangle because all my ‘bookings’ as I call them, are overlapping. Fr. Pat took us for a motor drive to Crosshaven after dinner. I drove, and we got a puncture. Then there was a bang shortly after and on getting out we discovered that there was no trace of a tyre on the back wheel. While it was being mended we walked to the top of Camden Hill and saw the lights of Garretstown reflected most beautifully in the harbour opposite but there was a biting blast from the open ocean and we had to retreat. It is said that Camden Fort and Carlisle Fort opposite each other on the mouth of Cork harbour are joined with an underground tunnel which is provided with explosives. Got home and finished English Colonial stamps.
Emperor of Japan is dead.
Inserted here is a newspaper cutting with the heading ‘Passing of the Mikado’ and a photo of Japan’s Emperor Taisho.
