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Erie, Pa.,
Sunday, November 6, 1927.

Having been out until nearly one o'clock the last two nights, I've not had much opportunity to write. Friday evening we went to a dance at the University Club through the courtesy of Felix Konn, the young French motor engineer whom I have always thought a little distant until I discovered at this dance that I was mistaken. I think in my leaning toward shyness with some people, particularly those whom I consider my equals or superiors, I give the impression of aloofness which generates a similar reaction in the others and I imagine them snobs because so many, many times I have found people cordial and warm whom I have first thought cold and aloof. Konn's lady, a Miss Bryant, formerly a resident of St. Louis and now connected with the Children's Hospital here, proved attractive and we are to play bridge with them next Friday. Strangely, Miss Bryant knew Eleanor Dodson in St. Louis and had met FredWulfing. We mixed with the GE crowd, Aydelott, Somerville, Sawyer, Jack Brauns, and their respective ladies, and all in all had a very good time. There were few girls there who looked at all smart and I believe the party was quite representative of Erie's better society. I don't believe there [[underlined]] are [[/underlined]] very many smart-looking girls in Erie.

But last evening we met a very attractive girl, the type I like very, very much--Mrs. Marshall Henshaw. She is a Schenectady girl, formerly Miss Betty Spaulding, and so refined and attractive and kind and pleasant. I hope we shall get to know this pair better, for they are the type I want to know and the type that inspire me to play a better game. The occasion was a bridge party at Ted Elliott's and Dick and Ethel were there also. We had a very enjoyable time. When we were leaving, Mrs. Henshaw asked Mrs. Elliott to come up and see them, and Mrs. Elliott remarked that it is rather hard for them to get out much evenings because of their little boy--someone had to be got to stay with him. To this, Mrs. Henshaw said they would be glad to stay with him sometime--she was very sincere about it; I liked that a great deal. This young girl looked very much as Mother must have looked at her age--one reason why I was so much attracted by her, I presume.

Slept too late to attend church this morning, a silly way to waste half of Sunday but how often done by so many people. We had snow yesterday and today. This afternoon we drove to the Public Dock and then to the peninsula, where the waves were crashing in. The bay too, was in violent commotion, lashed to fury by a terrific wind. The sky was marvelous to see--somber, purple in places, black over a broad sweep, touched here and there by an orange glow. We saw one very impressive cloud effect. The horizon was very dark over a wide area, but in the very midst of this dark cloud, along the horizon, was a great break which looked like the lighted stage of a huge theater. In it were many clouds but all a pale blue and pearl, varied, interesting looking, while up in one corner through an avenue