The Equinox (Volume I, Number VII)

THE EQUINOX July 4. Doctors insist on immediate operation. n u υ 30 6. My throat and head still utterly bad—no work for these days—only the pretence of it. Before I had got to the end of the preamble I was almost delirious every time. 7. Had a Turker and did A in it, though with great discomfort. 8. Το Nursing Home. Unto thee, Adon-ai, do I commit my way. Unto thee, the Augoeides, unto thee the Self- Glittering One ! Ι put my trust in the power that hath devised me as I am for the achieving of a purpose, the Next Step. A rather bad, but done. Being in bed has cured the eternal headache, and the throat is much better. (The doctors were not sure whether Fra. Ρ. was suffering from cancer or tubercle—pleasing alternative! Probably the real trouble was due to the fall with his horse months before. The microscope failed to reveal its real nature; but it was evidently nothing serious.) 9. Operation performed with little pain. My display of cowardice (he asked for a drink of water during the operation, which was done with only local anaesthetics. But he had made up his mind not to speak during the operation, unless to make a joke) may be partly excused by my general nervous break-down, I hope.