World War I Collection

it's too upsetting to those who can't, although the poor things thought they were completely concealed behind a clam shell.

Today I went to Pelham, New York and spent a very hot and rainy day with Mrs. Arthur, also made a date with her to got to Europe next summer. Had a wonderful dinner.

I can't tell you any particulars about the trip to Maine, for there aren't any to tell. We leave next Saturday, and our first objective is Boston, along the Boston Post Road, then to Portland, Maine, then just anywhere we feel like going, planning to be gone two weeks, we haven't any map yet, and won't need any

risk another journey down here.

My writing is getting more and more wobbly and I'm leaving off innumerable letters and sylables and misspelling words so am going to bed. I'm tired.

Look out for those mountain girls. I don't trust them, mountains are just as bad as boats, and you know how you disapprove of them.

Someone at Pelham, New York said today that she had a friend who owned a large, yacht? Yatch? (which?) and never would invite and young unmarried people on it. There must be something in your theory about water and moonlight n' everything.