Tuesday February 8 1938
Spring! Around 58 today. Walked up to Lazarus for lunch. Ben, I’m afraid, is going to be my Waterloo on candy sales- 15 cents in I.O.U.’s today. I’m sure he’s a dead beat.
Stanley think industry etc. has reached its peak for all time & from now on the world will be in a semi-depression. Machinery. His ideas, I’m sure, are repetitions of his superiors.
Bottled the “shampoo” I made from a sliver of soap & water.