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the English technical journal, "Engineering," for September 2, 1921, describing the Hyde Welding Process, which is [[underlined]] identically [[/underlined]] like our Hydrogen Brazing Process and is evidently in quite some commercial use in England. Now the light begins to dawn why they are having trouble with their patents. I doubt that the process can be patented. If it could be, the English gentlemen certainly would have done so, for they evidently had the thing before we did. It throws considerable light on the situation and on the rigid secrecy that has surrounded the process. I have no doubt but what Mr. Steenstrup is aware of the existence of the process elsewhere. Probably he knows every detail, supplied through the General Electric Patent Department, but for some reason, no one else can gather any light on the subject. My stumbling on the article was a very pleasant surprise you may be sure. The article contained some photo-micrographs of brazed joints which were extremely interesting. But you can imagine my surprise at finding a good-sized article on our supposedly "secret" process, printed right out complete in an English engineering journal. It gave me a funny sensation to read it.

[[underlined]] To Mother, June 27, 1925: [[/underlined]] My work, strange as it may seem, I almost left with regret this afternoon, as I was working on something extremely interesting on the solution of one of our problems brazing certain turbine steam strainers for Lynn. I am glad I leave my work feeling as I do, for now I can have my vacation without worry over my work.

[[underlined]] To Mother from Shoals, June 29, 1925: [[/underlined]] Willie and I are both ever so happy together, roaming over the rocks, sitting on the cliffs watching the oceans, and the waves, and the sky -- everything. What beautiful pictures Nature does paint up here! Yesterday we were on the veranda looking off across Londoners Island and down the coast. The blue waves were thundering in onto the rocks, throwing the white spray high into the air; the seagulls were having the "grandest" time playing in the wind, soaring, coasting, dipping, racing with each other; some boats were bobbing up and down here and there out on the rolling water; the sky was lovely. And at sunset! what beautiful scenes there are! The colors are perfectly exquisite. I know that you will love it. I could write pages about every little scene. I could write more pages about Willie -- her lovely Southern ways -- how dear she is -- how different. She has the loveliest eyes I have ever looked at -- I don't usually notice people's eyes or remember even what color they are but I can see hers. She says they are green but they are brown like mine and so beautifully clear. She is so lovely in every way. ...... At 6, the "Sightseer" left the dock and after getting clear of the harbor mouth, we had a most delightfully rolling and pitching trip to the Island. It was simply great, with the spray flying up over the bow into our faces (we being as far forward as possible, naturally). The sky