160 Joy---- Tuesday, October 13-1914. And full it blow! (Fourteenth round) Today was a day of misfortune. This was to have been spoiled with such a number attached to the date (13th) as badgered the same chance just over the hill for a few moments. Then it hid away among the collection of foggy sketches that covered the study. At two o'clock we put out the kite, just as it left the arch a gust of wind seemed to offer sticks against many children and mine had me twenty minutes later, within an account of the broken stick or the high wind. The kite climbed and landed among some debris about 30 yards away. The landed in a mess of broken sticks and other miscellany. This misfortune is indeed discouraging. While Jerome hurriedly in the kite a duck came towards our point and I shot him with my T.T. He put out in the electric but did not reckon on the strength of the wind. Before we got the duck we saw our danger and started back. My hands became numb; I later found they were frozen. The young craft was us and many gust threw our Row R. By the merest chance I was able to pull well enough to carry us into the arches for almost half before the adde came against me. Don't we more now to try anything so risky again while we are at free. It does not pay.