today and of course Coocoo had to spoil it, as I told him that I could not luncheon with him today, because my brother was in town on business and had the mumps, so I really could not leave him alone. Because of course if I went to the Ritz now I would bump into Coocoo. But I sometimes almost have to smile at my own imagination, because of course I have not got any brother and I have not even thought of the mumps for years. I mean it is no wonder that I can write.

So the reason I thought I would take luncheon at the Ritz was because Mr. Chaplin is at the Ritz and I always like to renew old acquaintances, because I met Mr. Chaplin once when we were both working on the same lot in Hollywood and I am sure he would remember me. Gentlemen always seem to remember blondes. I mean the only career I would like to be besides an authoress is a cinema star and I was doing quite well in the cinema when Mr. Eisman made me give it all up. Because of course when a gentleman takes such a friendly interest in educating a girl as Mr. Eisman does, you like to show that you appreciate it, and he is against a girl being in the cinema because his mother is orthodox.March 20th:
Mr. Eisman gets in tomorrow to be here in time for my birthday. So I
thought it would really be delightful to have at least one good time
before Mr. Eisman got in, so last evening I had some literary gentlemen
in to spend the evening because Mr. Eisman always likes me to have
literary people in and out of the apartment. I mean he is quite anxious
for a girl to improve her mind and his greatest interest in me is
because I always seem to want to improve my mind and not waste any
time. And Mr. Eisman likes me to have what the French people call a
“salo” which means that people all get together in the evening and
improve their minds. So I invited all of the brainy gentlemen I could
think up. So I thought up a gentleman who is the proffessor of all of
the economics up at Columbia College, and the editor who is the famous
editor of the New York Transcript and another gentleman who is a famous
playright who writes very, very famous plays that are all about Life. I
mean anybody would recognize his name but it always seems to slip my
memory because all of we real friends of his only call him Sam. So Sam
asked if he could bring a gentleman who writes novels from England, so
I said yes, so he brought him. And then we all got together and I
called up Gloria and Dorothy and the gentleman brought their own
liquor. So of course the place was a wreck this morning and Lulu and I
worked like proverbial dogs to get it cleaned up, but Heaven knows how
long it will take to get the chandelier fixed.

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