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at nearly 6 o'clock, Maurice taking me home. Was glad of the visit with Maurice who told me about his long trip around the country with the U.P., drinking and raising hell and working all hours. Maurice is definitely off the wagon apparently drinking nearly as hard as ever on this trip and I wonder how he'll stand it. I think he looks terribly washed out right now, thin and tired and colorless and no doubt none too happy about the turn of events in the Dept.

Well I caught the train to Cleveland, going with Henry Guy. At Cleveland we had a reservation on the special G.E. car, arriving at Sch'dy at 8 AM. Had the best talk with Henry I ever had and found him as always, very interesting. He was much intrigued by the very lovely sunset and we both watched it for a long time from the train as it changed from phase to phase of color and pattern. I was surprised at the sincere appreciation Henry showed for it. I found out too that he has kept his old room in Sch'dy, ever since he left there because it was the only means of support the old lady had with whom he lived. So he continues to send her a check every month and when he's in Sch'dy, he uses the room - has had it for over 30 years. Gordon McDonald tells me that Henry has put several boys through college - few know about it. Henry is a swell fellow - once a paper millionaire in the gorgeous 20's, he lost most of it, but has always been comfortable. He never married and I've often wondered why. He's a good looking man, normal in every aspect, liking everybody and the ladies too if I understand correctly! Used to go about with the girls back in Virginia - comes from V.P.I. There must be a story there somewhere.

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