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[[underlined]]To Willie, March 12, 1926[[/underlined]]: I am definitely going on nights week after next, so our well made plans for meeting in Cincinnati must be scrapped and new ones made. You doubtless wonder about my change in time of work. They are having a litt1e shake—up in the motor test. The head, Herrick, is moving up into the engineering office, the assistant head is moving into Herrick's job, the night head is moving up to assistant days, and I'm moving to the job of night head. It will be a mighty good thing for me because it even more securely clinches my job in the engineering department next year, and moreover, will be splendid experience because the night head has to stand entirely on his own feet, there being no one else around to consult about anything, On nights, we have to do everything ourselves including operating the crane when necessary, and the substation which furnishes the test with power. My sign—up remains the same, so I'm not tied up at all.  And incidentally, the night head gets almost fifty dollars a week which ought to bolster up the financial program considerably. Night work here is far pleasanter than in Schenectady and there is lots of opportunity for reading, etc. So I shall again have my long weekends and I intend to make every one of them count for the very most I can. The first one certainly is going to count for a great deal.  Now it is [[underlined]]two weeks[[/underlined]] from tomorrow morning that I shall be starting. Oh, what a glorious trip that will be!

[[underlined]]Note[[/underlined]]: The following was clipped from the heading of a St. Patrick's Day letter: 

[[image - At the plant March 17, 1926. [[image - sketch of a three leafed clover]] [[image - sketch of a bearded man with a hat and smoking a pipe]] ]]


[[underlined]]To Willie, March 19, 1926[[/underlined]]: The play is over at last and I am
a free man again. Many a precious hour's sleep have we all sacrificed for 'Kitty." After a dress rehearsal Thursday night that was unusually sad, the play went off in very good style.  I think that dress rehearsals are usually very sad affairs anyhow. It is so uninspiring to play a thing before an audience of unappreciative and inanimate chairs. It is so hard to put vim, spirit, feeling into one's work. So it was with us and we approached the performance with fear and trembling, particularly the latter, and unquestionably the former. But, as I said, the play turned out splendidly, all applauded, laughed, passed out, etc. and afterward congratulated each and every member of the cast most heartily, much to the pleasure of the cast. Many of my brother testmen were present and behaved quite well