At work as usual. Charlie called in and we talked over the trip. Played a little bit. Went to the Theâtre des Lunes and saw the picture David Copperfield. It was very good and raised some of my old idols. Went to bed about mid-night. The Lodge money didn’t turn up1. Father rather low about it. Mother in bed all day.
“Lodge” may refer to the Rechabites: see footnote for 15 January 1914. ↩