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curtly to the one opposite me which puzzled me. Also, the one opposite me ate nothing. My conclusion was that she was the children's nurse, although I'm not sure yet just what the combination really was. They were from Boston from the accents and the conversation and I quite enjoyed the company altho I only got in a couple of knowing smiles to the mother (or nurse). She seemed too refined and attractive for a nurse but the circumstances of the other woman and the not eating were peculiar. Along about Conneaut, a young man who looked like Doug Dean suddenly sat down next to me which at first startled me because the coach was only half filled. He said he just "wanted to talk to somebody." I was leery at first but when I had to get off at Erie I wished he had come over sooner. He was a farmer from Longmont, Colo. (where we had lunch one day on our western trip in 1931) and was going to the Fair. He was a very pleasant, well spoken, interesting fellow and we had a swell chat, finding a lot in common; I was really sorry to have to leave him. Jack Anderson and Polly are back in Erie living in their house which was never sold. Jack has left National Carbon and is on his own handling some agencies for this territory for various suppliers - brushes and other electrical accessories, I understand. Haven't seen him yet. He has had a rather tough time.