Oct. 30

I'm going to be a Princess for Halloween, which is tomorrow. Mom and Granny fixed my costume, while Dad and I carved the PUNKIN. Here's what he looks like --

He doesn't REALLY look like that, but I tried to draw him.

The books A.C. Bent wrote are very fat, with a lot of writing. There are many bits and pieces of information about the mothers and fathers of my hawks.

Lori, where are you now? Do you still like me? I do ----! I care so much!

Oct. 29

I'm going to call Terrang "Ivanhoe Whirlwind." When he gets old enough to have children, I'll get him Ruffian for a mare.

Ivanhoe Whirlwind + Ruffian
Filly - Ivanhoe's Beauty
Colt - Ruffian Star

It's almost 6:50 P.M., so in 10 minutes there's going to be Hardy Boys. I'd better get my jammies on, so bye.

Oct. 28

Mom ordered me 10 calendars for Scouts. With those I can earn $2.50 for me. That's almost enough, when added to the money already in my box, to buy Terrang.

I keep calling him Terrang, even though I don't like that name. I've got to think up a name before I get him.

Oct. 27

(From Staru's narrative)

I've got Lady back!!!

I caught her in a magic bow-net trap today. T embraced her and danced with her all over the place.

The fat books of recrods were written by my grandfather, who came to Earth and took the name of Arthur C. Bent. He wrote the books and took the photos, most of them. Some were taken by Dinar.

I got a letter from Robin yesterday, it was great. She found her cousins Mark, Princess, Tiny, Jason and Keeta. They have a ship called the "Phoenix."

Robin's working on a ship call the "Tiger". I might build a ship too, but for now I'm content with my lightning.

Oct. 23

I'm sorry I haven't entered for a long time.

Day before yesterday I got my new parakeet. He's "cobalt blue" and his name is Q.

I watched "Ivanhoe" yesterday night. It was lovely and Mom said she would try to get me the book.

It's awful hot. For the first time since I got here I've been able to see the ocean. It was so hot some of the kids got nosebleeds.

Dear Granny is here. I asked if she'd like to see my horses, and she said "not now." I don't know why.

I've written lots of letters to Lori and Robin. I so wish Staru and Robin were real........they seem so real but at the very bottom of my heart I know they aren't. I know there's no G-C, nor C, or J, no D, nor Planet!!!!

I so wish all of that existed and I could travel on a bolt of lightning.

I've made up these things because I can't have them. The more I make these things the more I want them....

I want my friends back....!

Oh, there's something else. Lady's gone. Forever. She flew away.

T, my bald eagle, had been so devoted to her he searched all over for her. Once he caught a glimpse of her, and tried to call her, but a strange force prevented his crying out. I think it was R.

I've found (on Planet) two fat books of records, all about my falcons. With photos of their parents, grandparents, and themselves.

Lady of the wilderness,
flying high and forever free,
She'll never have to serve me
anymore.

Oct. 14

I went on a trip with the Scouts today to the Placerita Canyon Park. We took two little hikes and then a three-mile hike. Mr. Smally, the man who led us, said we'd find a creek. But we didn't, to he took some of us to scout on with him and the rest of them stayed behind with Denise.

We traveled a long way, and decided to turn back. By sheer good luck we made the wrong turn, and ended up at the creek!

We drank from the creek and waded around, while Mr. Smally went back and got the others.

We got our tennies all wet and when we retraced our steps to the trail, our shoes went SQUISH, SQUISH.

We found a little red and green froggy about 1 1/2" long and he held him and let him go.

Oct. 13

I have almost nothing but bad things to tell, so I'll leave it to Staru. Take it away!

(from Staru's narrative)

On one of my visits to Earth, I discovered only one thing similar to Planet.

I found this on the evening of my third day there, at about 7:00.

I heard the trickling of water. I followed it, drawn as if by a magnet, and found a spring similar to ours.

I got my hand wet in the cool water. As I did so, I saw a white cat drinking from the pool, and a frog jumped - PLONK - into the pool!

I took out my willow whistle and played a tune. All of a sudden, I seemed to be on Planet again, with tall trees all round. The spring bubbled and gurgled. It seemed to be keeping time to the song. The cat darted its paw in after a goldfish, missed, and began to lick its paw.

The frog climbed up onto the clover-carpeted island in the middle of the pool. He called REDEEP once and disappeared.

All of a sudden lightning split the sky, and a mist rolled over the ground. And there was my twin sister Dinar standing there. I dropped my whistle, and all of a sudden everything vanished.