9:40 A.M. W. eating breakfast. Eats all his meals in his own room. But was bright. Attributes a good deal to his massage. Says the "vigorous drubbing" of night before often leaves his blood tingling even up to morn's waking hour.
I was there but a few minutes.
W. spoke of American humor, "that damnable idea of humor which thinks that to misspell or be idiotic or vulgar is to be funny."
Ate and talked freely. Had already looked over morning papers.