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Arlington, Va.
22 Oct 1946

Dear Doris:

Your Saturday letter with its bare facts sounded listless and tired. I hope you got in a good sleep on the weekend. Do you nap daytimes? Did you go to church Sunday? And what sort of entertainments have they Sunday afternoons there? The best boys don't hang about for these occasional Radcliffe entertainments. - mostly the ones who have time to spare and older chaps out for a thrill. The eager, young, ambitious men are busy with their work, and don't go in for that sort of thing much. Imagine Dad ever attending such an affair! So look a little deeper for the better ones than at a dance. I guess most of them are saps. You would be far more apt to find the better ones in the classrooms or museums or libraries.

I am glad to read Robt's letter. He may be a little over cautious but he dare not risk being cut off from his girls altogether. At least try to invite them to supper at your place if that is one of the evenings when guests are permitted and do your utmost to impress Connie so she will think his father's friends are somebody. His father, you know, was head pastor of a very big Cambridge church when Robt was born; and a wonderful orator. She ought to realize that but I don't suppose she does. And Robt was a graduate student (AM) of Harvard. If it hadn't been for his unfortunate marriage his career would have been different.  

I suppose you will go out to Stoughton this weekend. You might get my mother another Jalna book sometime. She will be more lonely as the days grow colder when she can't be out so much.