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of it. I want to take increased strength to play a game such as I have not played before. I have everything in the world that is desirable now, everything, and I should be able to live more fully and splendidly than ever before.

[[underlined]] To Willie, November 10, 1926: [[/underlined]] By this time you must have my telegram and know that my interview with Mr. Anderson ended favorably........ He is a very pleasant man to talk with and I didn't find the interview very nerve-wracking as I was afraid it might be. He explained his reasons for refusing me for so long. When he looked up my record, he had only me Schenectady work to judge from and although there was nothing discreditable about it, it was only average, and as there were other men in competition with me whose Schenectady records were better than mine, he couldn't very well accept me. I really had only one test in Schenectady, the notorious "61," which really proves nothing anyway because no one has any real responsibility in it. My first test assignment, if you recall, was a two-months period with Mr. Berkshire in the AC Engineering Dept. and I could have stayed with him had I wanted to, so surely my work with him was highly satisfactory. At any rate, Mr. A. said that out here he had just investigated my record and talked with men who know me, and finds it is a great improvement and well above the average, so for that reason he will consent and accept me. Now I have all I asked for, my chance, and shall set out to prove I have the ability to make good...... It is one tremendous relief to have it at last settled and know that we can go ahead and plan again and not be up in the air. I shall begin to make out my lists and also begin to look the land over for an apartment. Oh, Honey, how marvelous it is! I can't quite realize what has happened yet, it is so wonderful, but will be level again in a day or so and can begin my end of our preparations.

Erie, Pa.,
Thursday, November 11, 1926.

I am to report to Mr. Webb on Monday morning, so am rounding out my days in "60" now. Things are going pretty flat there now with only one T a week to put out and nothing else on hand. I believe I was there for the real harvest season. Mr. Devlin told me that they have never had such a variety of work there as this summer and fall. I was indeed most fortunate in my time. This evening Clingerman induced me to go down to the Park Church to a supper of Miss Perkins class, ladies also to be present. I had a fine time and saw Adeline Macloskie again; had quite a chat with her. I was in a high mood indeed; the tremendous relief of having that burden of worry lifted made me feel as though there could not be a worry in the world anymore. Worry is a silly, silly thing anyway-- useless at any rate. Why can't we give it up?