ng when we was singing speek
kindly it is better far to rule by luv than feer.

April 1. auful cold and rainy. i was going to wright a love letter to
Beany and sine Lizzie Toles name to it but i told father about it for
fun and he said that it was fourgery and that i cood be prostecuted and
sent to jale. so i dident. tonite me and Beany rung five door bells for
april fool.

April 2. been trying to get rid of some warts. Pewt says if you hook
a piece of pork after dark, rub it on the warts and say arum erum irum
orum urum and nurum 3 times turn round twice and throw the pork thru a
window, then the warts will all be gone the next day. me and Beany is
going to try it tomorrow.

April 3. brite and fair. dident get a chance to hook the pork.

April 4. The band played in the band room to-nite. it was warm enuf to
have the windows open and we cood hear it. i sat out in the school yard
til 10 oclock to hear it and father came out and walked me home. Beany
was mad becaus i cared more for the band than for getting rid of the
warts.

April 6. dident wright anything last nite, was too scart. i never was
so scart in all my life before. me and Beany came awful near getting in
jale. we dident know where to hook the pork. i went to our cellar but
father was down there making vinigar all the evening, then we went to
Beanys cellar but Mister Watson was sitting on the cellar door. so Beany
told his father that a man was looking for him to see about a horse and
Mister Watson started down to the club stable. then Beany hooked the
pork and rubbed it over his warts and then i rubbed it over my warts and
we said arum erum irum orum urum and nururn 3 times jest as Pewt said,
turned round twice and i plugged the pork right threw a gaslite jest
then the gasman came along, he yelled at us and jumped out of his wagon
and went for us. we ran down threw the school yard as fast as we cood
hiper. there is a hollow in the corner of the school yard by Bill
Morrills back yard and there is a little hole in the bottom of the fence
where the fellers crawl threw when the football goes into his garden.
we skinned threw that hole jest in time. the gasman tried to crawl threw
but he coodent, then he clim the high fence but while he was doing that
we ran across the carrige factory yard and down by the old brewery up
Bow street and home. i went to bed pretty lively and so did Beany. gosh
but we was scart.

April 7. One of Beanys warts has gone.

April 8.