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tonsils out the next day and the second for Hattie to have a cot put in his room alongside of his bed where he could watch her sleep, the third to go home Sunday night. Sunday night Buddie's tonsils were out. Buck was so ill he couldn't be moved. Monday afternoon while Hattie stayed at work because she had had Sunday the hardest day at any resturant, off, Buck's mother and the nurse brought Buck home. Anauseau, which had started Monday noon, kept up until Buck died at 7 o'clock Tuesday morning. A pest-mortem showed death due to intestinal adhessions/. Sam paid some big hospital bills and was the [strikethrough] instigator of a fund which was taken up by the different air clubs for Buck's family. Bucks ashes were put to rest in the Oakwood Cemetery [[strikethrough]] while for [[/strikethrough]] eighteen miles after being followed by airplanes with old buddies who dropped flowers over the hearse which was covered with the American flag. Little Buck kept buay at the cemetery gathering the flowers the ships scattered over the little chapel where [[strikethrough]] Buck was cremated. 
Hattie tried to room and board six school teachers and couldn't seem to please them. She moved into Buck's mothers. little Buck had swollen lymph glands, poisoned by the tonsils, which were too tardily removed.
In the meanwhile Hatties brother, Charlie, had married and established a home in Winston Salem, North Carolina. Charlie wrote Hattie to come down there for the winter at least. A wonderful letter had come from Sam, (see photostat) which carried with it much infinite appreciation of the blow that Hattie had received and appreciation of Buck. Sam was going home for his annual visit to Minneapolis and started sooner because of his great anxiety and concern about Hattie and Little Buck, meeting them at the home of a friend in LaGrange, Illinois. As before, like at Omaha with a few rapid strides Sam was in the front door, grabbed Hattie off the floor with one arm and Little Buck up in the other. For three days they visited. Sam asked Hattie to marry him. To Hattie's surprise, she found he had loved her from the first day he saw her and in all the years of friendship, had never conveyed by thought or action anything or any trespass to which the strictest could object. Hattie was still in a daze and Sam realizing this wouldn't take her until she had gone south and stayed long enough to "level out" and be as sure of the realness and quality of the love which was not sympathy.
During the six months in Winston Salem, because of the climate, Little Buck's health improved rapidly. Hattie stayed terribly thin. She applied to an interior decorator for work on the strength of the experience she and Buck had had in buying second hand furniture, retying springs and upholstering. Buck had started immediately after marriage to convince Hattie that she had any ability she believed she had. The teaching remained. The first job making slip covers, were those for the home of Mrs. James Grey, wife of