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                               Sunday

Dear Waldo,

 This is a real surprise package isn't it?

 Oh! dear!  Of all times Sunday afternoons are worst.  Grandma and I sit on the porch and never a soul comes nigh and she gets the fidgets and so do I.

 Rudolf payed us a surprise visit last night.  Alice Burgesses' husband brought him down from N.Y. in their car (ahem!) and he is here over to-day.  Or rather he's at your Mothers. And Hertwigs had finally come by to take Grandma out so when they brought her back Hertwig was too lazy to come up Allegheny so he made her walk up the Westmoreland hill and he was so busy carrying a big club for protection (tee! hee!) that he let her fall and she has a bad knee.