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Arlington. Va.
29 Oct 1946.

Dear Doris:

I began a letter to you yesterday at the beach but didn't finish it and when we reached home I was so all-in, I just went to bed. I had a little feverish cold starting, but by staying home a little, I shall get over it quickly, I hope. Was very glad to receive your letter this noon telling of your classes and all. Miss Bryant is there Mon. Wed. & Fri.  Dr. Bequant would be the one who could help in job-getting. Only the girl would have to be very good at mounting insects for that. Has she had any amount of zoology? Miss Dykeman has been down here, but is back again now.

Edith Foster is the daughter of a Radcliffe girl with whom we lived all one winter while her husband was on a field job in Florida. Mrs. F. is a little short, good natured woman, not at all tidy, but good hearted. We had a pleasant winter with her. Edith was born about a year later. When you were a baby, I remember her mother brought Edith over and the child acted so beautifully that even Grandma who was here at the time, kept talking about how sweet she was. Her father has a job in the Educational Bureau or whatever it is called and has gradually risen to a good position. He is a little skinny nervous fellow not very well. I don't know how Edith has developed, I haven't seen her for years. You met her at the Unitarian church here.

Chase Beals, Connies grandfather, started out being a Methodist minister, outgrew that and was a Congreg. one, I think, in Cambridge. He gave that up too, and became Secretary of the Amer. Peace Society until the 1st war broke out. These were unhappy days as he couldn't refrain from talking peace. He took his family up to Passaconaway and lived there all winter in a little summer cottage. Robt. spent his childhood about Conway. After the war Mr. Beals continued to preach, sometimes even Unitarian church. He died about 20 years ago, a very unhappy man after the loss of his