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Friday,
10:45 A.M.

My own dearest husband to be,

Hope you will excuse
me for not writing yesterday,
dear, but I was away all
day. Florence, Elizabeth and
I went down to Santa
Cruz. We left at ten in the
morning. We went down
in a Ford with Mr. Cornell
a friend of the Breed's. But
we had to come home on the
train as we had shopping
to do and he couldn't
wait for us. It was the
first time I had ever ridden