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strips.

The procession came in noiselessly. Tiny boys in
black trailing [crossed out] surplice in [end crossed out] cassocks minute lace trimmed surplices,
black skull caps. One had curls. Fifty of them, moving
in rectangular lines. Eight lads in white, caps, gowns,
glove, prints in lace & in scarlet lined white &
gold stiff coats. Monseignor is a crimson train.
They seated themselve, the lads in white on
the altar steps, half around, leaning on thier
elbows, with careful arrangement of drapery. The
boys in lines on the steps, the priests backed
in an arch.

Every thing was sweet clean decent & dignified.

The musci, architecture, color, arrangement
was of the same degree of perfection. Almost
geometrically perfect.

In the stuffy car, aborthing through
space (in straight line) Miss West "talked it
out". Her "caring", my indifference etc. why
[underlined] must [end underlined] I be signnificatn?