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Sept. 21. 1896.

My dear, dear Mrs Stanford

Yours of Saturday was
delivered this A.M. - do pardon me
for asking you to do that thing.
I ought to have known better,
so don't remember it against my
sense of propriety will you?

But I must tell you that on
Saturday P.M. 4:00, as I went on the
Ferry Boat, a lady said, you don't
recognize me, Miss Anthony, and before
I could call her name, she said
"Mrs Hearst." She was going out to her
new home, near Pleasanton, had invited
a large number of friends to go out
with her to spend Sunday. Therefore had