After failing to stick to any novels, I have read "The Study of Sociology" all week.
Tea at Florence's with about twelve.
S.B. came here after supper, and I slanged him for his attitude towards honest musical criticism, and for other things. Then Edward came. Then Florence. Then R., fairly full of etchings and whisky.
Marguerite better. I have kept up very well so far, but I could not stand much more of this life. I walked up through the park to Burslem Cemetery and came back down Moorland Road. I like the change of atmosphere which is apparent immediately on entering the cemetery. It is peaceful, tranquil, almost inviting! Perhaps I will go into the ground here one day. I could do worse.
Additionally for December 17th., see 'Indian ideas' -
He talked about the mistake of regarding India as one nation, and about the difficulties caused by religion and caste. He agreed that the partition of Bengal was a mistake. He did not say what he thought of Macdonnell's speech advising the reintegration of Bengal. 'Pretty good man, Macdonnell, isn't he?' I said. He hesitated a long time and then reluctantly said 'Yes'. He said Macdonnell was very good in India, but was not liked. He surprised me by saying that Lord Curzon had a tendency in any dispute between an Englishman and a native to take the side of the native. He - it seemed to me - condemned this as one of Lord C's gravest mistakes.