![Transcription Center logo](/themes/custom/tc_theme/assets/image/logo.png)
This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.
a thrill out of it as they did. It will be 4' x 4' x 5' high and I know they will get a tremendous kick out of it. Had a letter from Mother today indicating that she is beginning to like Chautauqua and is getting some much needed rest up there. So I feel considerably relieved about her. Wrote her a card tonight and also a letter to Mrs. Clendenin making our Shanty Shane reservation and took them down to mail, stopping at the City Club for a couple of bottles of beer on the way home. My equanimity in the City Club was considerably disturbed when I discovered a button off my fly. But I guess it made no difference. En route to Boston Tuesday, July 4, 1939 Billy Weaver was over at 8 AM to start work on the shack but as Rog wasn't awake yet and I was in my pajamas, I had to tell him to wait a while. However, he and Rog and I were hard at work before breakfast and after breakfast, continued unabated in a boiling sun until 12:30PM, when the shack was pronounced done, at least for the time being. Later on refinements such as a hinged door, sliding windows, "concrete" floor, tar paper on the roof, etc are to be added. The thing worked out pretty well and we had enough lumber left to put a temporary floor down. I was dog tired and steaming hot when we finished but got quite a satisfaction out if it and the boys were tickled pink at a [[underlined]] real [[/underlined]] shack. It was a very hot, muggy day and this afternoon I dressed up too soon for the Kahkwa Club supper with the result I had to do it all over again later
Transcription Notes:
Reviewed