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The Story of Mary MacLane

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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JANUARY 1901
13 I of womankind and of nineteen years
14 I have in me the germs of intense life
15 So then, yes. I find myself at this stage of womankind
16 I feel about forty years old
17 As I have said, I want Fame
18 And meanwhile—as I wait—my mind occupies itself
19 I come from a long line of Scotch and Canadian
20 I have said that I am alone. I am not quite
21 Happiness, don’t you know, is of three kinds
22 It is night. I might well be in my bed
23 I have eaten my dinner. I have had, among other things
24 I am charmingly original
25 I can remember a time long, oh, very long ago
26 I sit at my window and look out upon
27 This is not a diary. It is a Portrayal
28 I am an artist of the most artistic, the highest type
29 As I read over now and then what I have written
30 An idle brain is the Devil’s workshop, they say
31 To-day as I walked out I was impressed deeply
FEBRUARY
1 Oh, the wretched bitter loneliness of me!
2 I have been looking over the confessions of the Bashkirtseff
3 The town of Butte presents a wonderful field
4 Always I wonder, when I die will there be any one
7 In this house where I drag out my accursed
8 Often I walk out to a place on the flat valley
12 I am in no small degree, I find, a sham
13 So then … I find that I am quite, quite odd
17 To-day I walked over the hill where
20 At times when I walk among the natural things
22 Life is a pitiful thing
23 I stand in the midst of my sand and barrenness
25 Mary MacLane—what are you, you forlorn
28 To-day when I walked over my sand and barrenness
MARCH
2 Often in the early morning I leave my bed
5 Sometimes I am seized with nearer, vivider
8 There are several things in the world for which I
9 It is astonishing to me how very many contemptible
10 My genius is an element by itself
11 Sometimes when I go out on the barrenness
12 Everything is so dreary—so dreary
13 If it were pain alone that one must bear
14 I have been placed in this world with eyes to see

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