Sunday, January 1, 1928 "As I walked with myself I talked to myself and thus myself said to me." "In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot. In men whom men pronounce as ill I find so much of goodness still. I hesitate to draw the line between the two where God has not." In to Calvary Church to church and school T.P.H. went in to St. Paul's Church. Sarah did not go as she took communion at St. Paul's last night at the Watch Night service. Violette, Clayton, Richmond, and Lota came to see our tree and gifts. Violette brought us some plum pudding that Aunt Jane sent to her from England. Harley, Alice, and Mrs. Smith also called. Harley is feeling some better. He has been sick with grip. --- (The first quote seems to be a nursery rhyme that has a few variations. The second is "Byron" by Joaquin Miller.) [Next](1928_01_02.md) <img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1PiJYer9BIzwxUSBjLBmFbbD-dwvsaH4b">