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Locomotive Test, Bldg.60
October 26, 1926.
[[image: simple pencil sketch of landscape on red-lined paper.  Simple scene, white foreground, what may to two groves of trees midground, cloudy sky]]

How well indeed the colors of nature blend and harmonize and present scenes of beauty at all seasons and under all circumstances. Sitting here now, I can look out the window at the late autumn Landscape after the first snow of the year and what a dark and somber beauty greets my eyes. The sky casts its grayness over all the country about, and yet here and there very deftly, very tastefully, the brush of nature has added other shades that make the picture a masterpiece. The clouds themselves are faintly tinged with blue and low in the sky shines through them a delicate orange light almost too sweet and unsophisticated for autumn. On the horizon are two solid groves of trees, still with their leaves and strangely black in the dull light. In the foreground is the snow lying in the fields and blending its pale gray reflection of the sky with the straw of dry grass. Everything is so softly tinted, every shade so restrained and so calmly beautiful. Nature, after her mad farewell to vigor and consummation in the flaming fires of autumn has put on the gray and lavender of sweet old age and waits calmly and with great faith, for the winter's sleep.

Erie, Pa.,
Sunday, October 31, 1926. 

All of what is written for Friday and Saturday above, I wrote this evening, so shall not add much here. I feel much better now and more able to carry on as I know I should. I'm going to write to Mr. Fritschner now, having written to Willie and Mother yesterday and today. Those letters yesterday were hard to write

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