to be a doctor--and then he
intends to settle down in Atwater and work up a practice. I am sure he
will succeed for everyone likes him so much. But we are to be married
as soon as he is through college because he has a little money of his
own--enough to set up housekeeping in a modest way with care and
economy. I know Sara will talk about risk and waiting and all that
just as she did in Ted Martin's case. But then Sara does not
understand.

Oh, I am so happy! It almost frightens me--I don't see how anything so
wonderful can last. But it will last, for nothing can ever separate
Walter and me, and as long as we are together and love each other this
great happiness will be mine. Oh, I want to be so good and noble for
his sake. I want to make life "one grand sweet song." I have gone
about the house today feeling like a woman consecrated and set apart
from other women by Walter's love. Nothing could spoil it, not even
when Sara scolded me for letting the preserves burn in the kettle
because I forgot to stir them while I was planning out our life
together. Sara said she really did not know what would happen to me
some day if I was so careless and forgetful. But then, Sara does not
understand.

August Twentieth.

It is all over. Life is ended for me and I do not know how I can face
the desolate future. Walter and I have quarrelled and our engagement
is broken. He is gone and my heart is breaking.

I hardly know how it began. I'm sure I never meant to flirt with Jack
Ray. I never did flirt with him either, in spite of Walter's unmanly
accusations. But Walter has been jealous of Jack all summer, although
he knew perfectly well he needn't be, and two nights ago at the Morley
dance poor Jack seemed so dull and unhappy that I tried to cheer him
up a little and be kind to him. I danced with him three times and sat
out another dance just to talk with him in a real sisterly fashion.
But Walter was furious and last night when he came up he said horrid
things--things no girl of any spirit could endure, and things he could
never have said to me if he had really cared one bit for me. We had a
frightful quarrel and when I saw plainly that Walter no longer loved
me I told him that he was free and that I never wanted to see him
again and that I hated him. He glared at me and said that I should
have my wish--I never should see him again and he hoped he would never
again meet such a faithless,