A.M.

(Written 3)

Why no entries, especially for A.M., as I did my usual morning work?

Moved across the hill. A strange feeling of exhaustion, which I attribute to using the broom too strenuously, being unaccustomed to such work.

P.M.

Set up my altar in the West, consecrating it and myself in a feeble attempt at Magic of my own.

After Pentagram in Abbey, returned to new abode at 8:15. Talked with Shummie [Ninette Shumway] till 11, afterwards we sat in the moon-light long, then took blankets and slept on the hill.

Top of head paining at intervals during night.