St. Augustine, Florida Sunday Jan. 11 - 1931 The train last night was 15 minutes late, and dropped at St. Augustine at 10:25. Shortly afterward I was with bay and luggage at the Buelligham Hotel and at once went to room and bed. This year I am in the second floor having the S.E. corner of the Correx. Sat up late. A bright typical Florida day with hot thin clouds in heaven. A perfect day with little wind, and so I sat out in the sun most of the day reading Liepmann's Preface to Marx - a fine book on what religions really are, and what the "modernist" actually expects religion to do. How a book that scientific men can subscribe to. The day is so fine that once from time I caught myself saying "you are now in Paradise" - the relief from the cold north and out of a sick bed brought these sorts of thanks.