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New York, N.Y. Saturday, Dec. 10, 1938. Woke up this morning thoroughly cleaned out but as the day went on, I must admit I had to kid myself that I felt much better. Did a little shopping this morning, and caught the 1:05PM Erie train from Jersey City to go out to Tom's at Hobokens for the afternoon and evening. He has a lovely place out there with a brook running through the front yard, and a nice family. His wife was Ruth Ennis, daughter of C.T. Ennis, Alco, V.P. in charge of engineering. I found her not very pretty, but extremely pleasant and attractive and she has given Tom two cute daughters, Helen (Holly) 2 years old, and Joan, 4 months. Mr. & Mrs. Ennis dropped in in the afternoon for a few minutes and Mr. Sawyer came to dinner. The last time I met him, I definitely didn't care for him, but I tried this time to like him and found the experiment worked quite well. We played 6-7-8-9-10 rummy in the evening, his favorite game, and really had a very pleasant time. Mr. Sawyer looks like a cross between Uncle Robert Durham and Earl Baldwin, and when he loosened up in the rummy game, he was quite all right. Tom has a nice place there, and lives very well with a little brown maid, an old Cadillac car, and a very attractive house. I couldn't help reflecting how here was a case where a man's connections very definitely affected his status. Tom is okay, but I doubt whether he