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when you throw in a switch and expect to see the motor start or the current increase or a contactor close, and nothing at all happens. Then you have to do the real brainy stuff and use your wits, and that is so much fun, so much more fun than when all goes smoothly and you just sit back and see the expected happen every time.

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[[caption]] One mother, one father, one tonsil-expert, four general practitioners, three trained nurses, five governesses, fifty-six ordinary teachers, thirty-two professors, and three athletic trainers combined their efforts to produce this.[[/caption]]

[underlined] To Mother, April 12, 1926 [/underlined]: Last night I was in the library talking to the Yost (sic) girl (the present Ethel Ogden) whom you saw at the Adult Class last Sunday next to Miss Ruth. I like her, partly because perhaps she seems to remind me of Willie, with her dark skin and nut-brown look. I asked her about "The Hounds of Spring" and she was loud in her praises of it. She also highly recommended a book which I never heard of, "The Chicken Wagon Family" by, I think, someone named Penfield. Isn't that a killing name? I told her I was reading