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Thurs. June 30. Dr. Proctor came for me at 7 a.m. I was ready. As we sailed though the luscious morning air I inquired about Dr. Fay Cooper Cole the noted anthropologist here from Egypt and all over - "We had dinner with him - he is stopping with the Nusbaums-" "Since he has charge of [[?]] & Education at the World's Fair - he should see our Indian decorations and arrange to have some at Chicago". Well Dr. P. caught at this as if it were made for him - "To be sure he should - lets drive right into the Nusbaums now" - "But if they aren't up it won't incline them toward our project to rouse them" - "Up? if Jess N. isn't up he ought to be" and in we turned and soon drew up before the pretty portal where a pretty Mex. girl answered in a hushed voice "No he isn't up" - "Then who is?" shouted the doctor, and Mrs N. appeared sleepy but clothed and was her gracious self - so interested - and she [[underlined]] knew [[underlined]] Dr - would be & she would see that he had an early breakfast and Dr. P. would call for him immediately after breakfast Found the fresco in the sun on the awning doesn't reach the bottom - but got out my pots of paints. Showered the fresco and retouched some damp places at the bottom where it seemed to take it okay - Then we had breakfast in a charming spot under the tree by the terrace, and Dr. came and he and Dr. P & I went to the Indian school telling each other all the way what the plans should and could be - for works at Chicago. Mr. Faris was there - Dr. amazed the work only began ten days ago - met Edward & Hokeah - came away impressed and with some practical ideas about how we might cooperate for the Fair but "all depends on whether it will fit in with plans already in hand." This last day of school year & bills must be all in - so L. computed her time. No way for me to do that - I go when needed and come when I can - or go when I can & come when needed - a life without rest. But, happy. But settled on a small sum, and Mr. Faris said "That is generous, and I assure you I shall do all in my power to get any piece of work for you and these boys that you want" - which was well worth while. Then Edward & I went shopping to get more supplies of paints turps & brushes. Today I took my Songs of [[?]], with its colored reproductions of the superb Persian paintings and laid it casually on the table - Edward pounced upon it and soon others came - showing [[strikethrough]] great [[strikethrough]] pleasure in the pictures so similar [[insertion]] to theirs [[insertion]] in treatment, in style of line, brilliancy of color and disregard of perspective. Strangely these pictures which seem to me so pagan